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"You did very well, Mozgov. You are a true warrior, a pure soul, a noble man, a warrior who has cast off ignorance and truly possesses faith and wisdom."
"Today, you take pride in me. Tomorrow, I shall take pride in you."
A pure voice came from behind Mozgov, illuminating the Dark Apostle's soul like molten gold. Merely hearing those words made Mozgov feel his spirit ascend, and a moving warmth spread through his entire body.
The tearful Bishop nestled against the newcomer's chest like an infant. The black-and-gold arch suspended in the air ignited with an immense halo of energy, and beyond its frame appeared a vast, magnificent cathedral.
The Daemon Primarch Lorgar had projected his inner world into the Realms. He named it the Golden Temple of Faith.
A towering figure stood before the Bishop, at least three times his height. A sacred golden halo shrouded his bronze skin, vivid Chaos Fire burned beneath his fitted ceremonial robes, and the power of runes and Holy Words enveloped him.
Lorgar held an enormous mace. The Chaos power within it, tested over countless ancient ages, was almost tangible, as though it might break free of its material confines and manifest at any moment. In his other hand was a simple staff, made of neither gold, iron, nor wood, but some unknown substance. Every inch of it, from tip to butt, was densely covered in chips and scars.
The staff looked like an utterly ordinary implement, yet the Chaos Gold Sigil Lorgar had personally carved into it endowed the weapon with godlike might.
With a mere swing, the Tzeentch Ravens Aaron had summoned submitted before the Chaos Gold Sigil and dissolved into pure energy. Lorgar was